Lyrics Old High New Kind - James Linck
When
they
called
my
name
I
didn't
know
what
to
say
Except
to
stall
and
claim
I
didn't
understand
the
question
And
when
they
put
me
out
I
didn't
have
any
doubt
That
there'd
always
be
a
man
asking
me
questions
I'm
pretty
straight
on
that
old
high
I'm
pretty
down
for
some
new
kind
I'm
pretty
straight
on
that
old
high
I'm
pretty
down
for
some
new
kind
I'm
pretty
straight
on
that
old
high
I'm
pretty
down
for
some
new
kind
It
ain't
that
far
to
go
It
ain't
that
far
to
go
I'm
pretty
straight
on
that
old
high
I'm
pretty
down
for
some
new
kind
I'm
pretty
straight
on
that
old
high
I'm
pretty
down
for
some
new
kind
I'm
pretty
straight
on
that
old
high
I'm
pretty
down
for
some
new
kind
I'm
pretty
straight
on
that
old
high
I'm
pretty
down
for
some
new
kind
It
ain't
that
far
to
go
Just
like
my
notebook
Hearts
paper
thin
and
scratched
out
'fore
anyone
saw
Unseen
unheard
My
best
work
My
best
work
My
best
work
My
best
work
My
best
work
My
best
work
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